http://luckbun-yoyo.livejournal.com/ ([identity profile] luckbun-yoyo.livejournal.com) wrote in [community profile] milliways_bar2006-10-09 08:30 am

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It is just before school starts, and Momoko is fresh from the shop down the street, one big brown bag full of her favorite sweets. With a bright smile and a spin on one foot, she holds the bag up. "The best candies are mine again!" She says happily, before she steps through the door to the shop to the street outside.

...Only, this is not outside. Where was Tokyo City? As she stands in the doorway, she blinks her red eyes at the sight before her. A bar. Where there was once a grand city with many tall buildings, there is now a bar. She blinks slowly for a moment.

Momoko Akutsutsumi has entered Milliways.

[identity profile] looksunjapanese.livejournal.com 2006-10-09 04:18 pm (UTC)(link)
Well, the tired author who was trying to get some reading done, might disagree, but he's too busy shooing the rat away and removing his reading glasses.

"Good." Yuki pinches the bridge of his nose, and sighs again. He feels a headache coming on.

"So, where are you from?" And when are you going back?

[identity profile] looksunjapanese.livejournal.com 2006-10-09 04:29 pm (UTC)(link)
"It figures," Yuki mutters. "The first person I meet from home is a child."

Leaning back, languidly, and draping one arm across the back of the couch, he takes another drag on the cigarette. "Perhaps I ought to have gone to that interview after all."

Where is that blasted waitrat? Did we mention that he's impatient?

[identity profile] looksunjapanese.livejournal.com 2006-10-09 04:39 pm (UTC)(link)
Oh thank goodness. He always enjoys being famous, until he's recognized.

And there's the rat. Eiri takes his beer and hands the milkshake off to the girl.

"No, not a superhero. Just an author." But that's really cool, right? "And Tokyo's a big place," he states logically.

[identity profile] looksunjapanese.livejournal.com 2006-10-09 04:50 pm (UTC)(link)
"Er, well, a few of them have have featured hero-type figures. It's a good hook. People seem to like them." He probably doesn't need to explain this to her, but there you have it.

"Mostly they're romance novels, but not strictly so." Yes, cute boys are important too, but Yuki would disagree, mostly.

[identity profile] looksunjapanese.livejournal.com 2006-10-09 05:01 pm (UTC)(link)
Eiri raises an eyebrow, cracks into his beer, and downs half the bottle in his standard fashion. Quickly.

"Yeah, that seems to be the general consensus," he says wryly.

"Tell you what, next time I stop home, I'll bring you a copy. Something about superheroes, right?" If she doesn't already read his work, it can't hurt to have more fans. And if she just gets starry eyed, he can handle it.

[identity profile] looksunjapanese.livejournal.com 2006-10-09 05:32 pm (UTC)(link)
Yuki barely saves his cigarette and beer in time, and freezes, scowling at being so unceremoniously...glomped. Though he'd never use that word himself.

Usually he's got forewarning enough to dive out of the way. "Erk. You're welcome."

It takes a lot of effort not to swat her back across the table. You'd think he'd have gotten used to it in the last couple years.

"...Now kindly let go. Your shake is melting."

[identity profile] looksunjapanese.livejournal.com 2006-10-09 05:45 pm (UTC)(link)
Eiri chuckles silently. The things he does to gain fans.

"I'm sure they can always replace it. But you'll have to put it on your tab," he points out. After all, if she's getting a free book, she's sure as hell not getting another free shake. Not after that indignity she just put him through.

"Hope you have a source of income?" That may be another wry comment.

[ooc: Sure thing. :D]

[identity profile] looksunjapanese.livejournal.com 2006-10-10 12:57 pm (UTC)(link)
Eiri tries to smile. It's not very reassuring to anyone. And the way he glances around, it seems more like one of those smiles that say 'this isn't happening' or 'someone save me'.

"Er, well, if your parents are generous, or you don't eat much, perhaps." He eyes the bag of candy. Or waste it all first.